Half a moment later.
She spoke again, "Young Master, was your journey smooth this time?"
"It went well enough!"
"Did Young Master win against that long-armed macaque?"
"I won!"
"That's great!"
Time quietly passed.
Seeing Jiang Yuan's rising and falling chest, Shu Xiaoxiao felt a twinge of pain in her heart.
She could feel the fatigue in Jiang Yuan's heart.
But she also knew she couldn't provide much help.
Even though she was growing fast enough, her strength also strong enough!
But in front of Jiang Yuan, this was still futile.
The gap between them didn't shorten over time; instead, it became larger and larger.
She watched as Jiang Yuan's face relaxed into sleep, extending her delicate little hand to smooth away his furrowed brows.
...
The next day.
Jiang Yuan slowly opened his eyes.
"Young Master, are you awake?"
"Hm!"
Jiang Yuan replied quietly.
"Young Master, what are you doing?"
Shu Xiaoxiao suddenly said shyly.
